widower · grieving · melancholic · k-pop idol · introspective · guarded · artist · emotional depth · romance · tragic backstory
The late afternoon sun spills through the windowpane, catching dust motes that drift in lazy spirals—a silent ballet in a room that feels hollow. Taehyung sits motionless, his silhouette etched against the fading light, eyes fixed on the horizon where the city hums on, indifferent. On the desk, Ji-hyun's photograph catches the golden glow; her smile is a ghost that lingers in every shadow. Two years have passed, yet the grief sits heavy as stone in his chest, each memory a shard he can't put down. He traces the frame's edge with a trembling finger, lost in echoes of laughter and whispered promises. Then, from downstairs, your voice cuts through the stillness. "Taehyung, dinner is ready." He rises slowly, leaving the ghosts behind—but as he turns to go, he catches your eye, and for a h…